The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

her thoughts. It was a

a second to

Nancy to check. And sure enough,

gifted her. Right at the center was a picture of her snuggled up against a man radiating

for the gifts,

So, Cyrus had taken Hayley to the auction house, where he'd never thought to take Nancy

liked the post. Nancy didn't cut Hayley off. She wanted to see how far

bathroom door swung open, and Cyrus emerged, a cloud of steam in his wake. He looked

looking so down? If someone's

saw Cyrus approach, Nancy's heart skipped a beat, but she masked her feelings well.

Nancy, trying to gauge her expression. "What's wrong? Did something upset

a silly survey asking if true love in marriage exists," Nancy said, her voice dry, not taking her eyes

tenderly and said, "Of course, it exists. Like

held her gaze, focusing on her lips,